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The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
First Sight of a Confederate.

General William w. Averill, U. S. A.,
in one of his lectures related quite hui
morously his first sight of uniformed
Confederate officer. It was i'll Virginia,
near Fairfax G. H., and before first Bull
Run. He was in the command of Col.
Andrew Porter, making a reconnaissance.
They saw mounted body of men in
front. Porter gave the order "Draw
sabres" and ordered charge. When
they came within ten rods of the Oppos-
ing force It's commander raised his hand
palm outward and halted. Col. Porter
sent Lieut.. Averill forward to ascertain
what was wanted. He rode up and the
Confederate announced: 81 am Col.
Taylor, of the Confederate army, bear
ing dispatches from President Davis, OF
the Confederate States of America, to
President Lincoln, of the United States. "
Averill returned to Porter with the mes
sage and was sent back to bid the Con-
federate to dismount and approach. He
did so and came up to ten PAGES OF Col.
Porter, and in the same precise IAN
guage repeated his message, Col. Por-
ter replied coldly: 81 know OF no such
officer nor service, nor can lrecelve your
communication until l receive instruc-
tons The two men faced each other
a moment longer, then stepped forward
and shook hands with ''How are you,
Andy" and GLOW are you, Tom, " while
a bottle from Porter's haversack was
seen to make its way to Taylor's lips.
That message asked for an exchange of
prisoners that was not granted, and in
consequence, General Ayerill added,
''many poor Union soldiers languished
and died in Rebel prison pens.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
A Friend in Need.

Rattlety bangl rattlety bang--down|
the street clattered tin can tied to the
tail of poor, friendless and frightened
dog. A crowd of boys followed at the
runaway's heels, with cries and shouts,
increasing alike his terror and his speed,
until, at last, he had distanced his pnr i
suers, but not, alas that horrible, noisy
thing that clattered and ratified at his
heels. Thoroughly tired, and quite as
thoroughly terrified, the poor dog looked
to right and left as he ran, for help or
shelter. AT length he spied, at the cor :
ner of a cross street not far away, O
large, friendly looking Newfoundland
dog. With piteous cries and an implor-
ing look, the exhausted dog dragged
himself and his noisy appcndage to the
Newfoundland, and looked to him for
help. Nor was his appeal UNDECIDED, for
the Newfoundland seemed to appreciate
the position and at once showed himself
to be generous dog. A patient gnaw-l
ing at the string finally released the can;
and then lifting it in the air, the New
foundland flung it from him with ;
triumphant toss of the head, while tho
other dog joyously bounded up from his
crouching position-thankful to be rid
of the troublesome burden which his
human tormentors had inflicted upon
him. [St. Nicholas.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
Beneficial insects.

Beetles are not the only beneficial ia-
sects by any means; by far the greater
number are found AMONG the Hymenop-
terra. This order includes the parasitic
Ichneumoa- files, which range all tho
way from Flies aa inch or @ore in length
to minute species scarcely visible to the
naked eye. The larger kinds deposit
only one egg in each victim, while some
of the smaller leave their entire compile
ment of eggs on oae caterpillar. A well
known example, which is familiar to
most gardeners, may be fouad in the
Tomato worm. A small, black, micro
CASTER fly goes peering about among the
tomato vines until it esples a worm on
which it lays its eggs. These soon hatch,
and the tiny Larvae eat their way into the
worm and are soon thickly packed be
tween the skin and vital organs, where
they eat all the substance that would
otherwise go to make the future moth,
and their presence does not prevent the
worm from eating and growing until the
little parasites are full fed, when they
eat their way out of their host, and each
stands on end and spins for itself tiny
white cocoon Sometimes these cocoons
are so numerous that the back of the
worm is almost entirely covered with
them, and now it shrives and rapidly
shrinks in size and soon dies. And this
work of destruction is constantly going
on all around US. Were it not for these
parasites, vegetation could scarcely exist
on the earth. i American Agriculturist.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
Home.

OH What is home? that sweet championship
or life the better part;
The happy smile of welcome on the lip
Upspringing from the heart.
1t is the eager clasp of kindly hands,
The long remembered Tone
The ready sympathy which understands
All feeling by its own.
The rosy cheek of little children pressed
To ours in loving glee;
The presence of our dearest and our best,
No matter where we BE-
And. failing this, a prince may homeless live,
Though palace walls are nigh;
And, having it. desert shore may give
The joy wealth cannot buy
Far-reaching as the earth's remotest span,
Widespread as ocean foam,
One thought is sacred in the breast of man
1t is the thought of home.
That little word his human fate shall bind
With destinies above,
For there the home of his immortal mind
Is in Gods wider love.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
NO. "a.
Demons and Devils.

Moncure ID. Conway, the only nsatlesS
writer who has attempted anything 4
history of devils, says that demons "a
older than the devil. The word denna
(damon) signified divinity originate
and has been degraded, even as the clsa
acters of demons and devils have degul
Grated. Thus in heather countries the
sprang up demons of fire, hunger, thiss
cold, fever, darkness, etc. ghou
which fed upon the dead, aud vampyre
returning from the dead to feed upon IS
living. The demons of evil became u
much more numerous than the good
spirits that the word Mt last came to sia.
nifty only what was bad.
The serpent is the most commonly "a
cepted type of devil in both ChristlaA
and heather countries. There are, how
ever, scarcely any living animals bird
or fishes, whose characteristics arc wed
known, to which some tribe or peopH
has not attributed at some time or othes
a demoniacal nature The Caucaslan
paint the devil black; the African nes
groes paint him white, and in the No
zambique language his name signitiea
The Wicked White Man." Doubtless
the slave trade has something to do Wit
the origin of this term.
The number and multiplicity Of devils
demons, dragons, hydras, Titans an
monsters of every sort that have existed
from the earliest times down to our own
Is astonishing. Each country has is
devil or devils still, and if one prince 81
darkness presides over all, ancient and
modern alike, one would think he would
have his hands full, and no time to med
die ia the Affairs of this world. There
are devil worshipers, devil chariners
and magieians, whom devils aid N their
feats in tho world today, as there have
always been. Savages believe every death
to be caused by demons or their irs
Gaenee.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11

Clerical gentleman to fellow-passen-
ger: "Have you ever thought that in the
midst of life we are in death2"
Fellow-passenger: soften. Have you
reflected that at any moment we may be
hurled into eternity and that we ought
to be prepared for that event9'
''Pve said so a million times. Is it
possible that am speaking to brother
clergyman9 l judged from your dress"
'Pm an insurance agent. Just let me
show you few figures"
In another moment the speaker was
alone. = Philadelphia Call.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
Loves Labor Lost.

He had taken her to the opera at 81 a
seat, and afterward to Delmonico's,
where the two together ate up 1915
worth. AS he reached for his hat later
that same night she said:
II am sorry, Mr.. Sampson, ifmy re-
fusal will cause you pain. esteem you
highly as an escort, and in that capacity
l will always be sister to you, but
your wife / cannot be. You are too ex-
travagant. "-[Ne York Sun.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
A Precoclons FinnncIer.

Little Nellie was paid by her mother
one cent dozen for pins picked up from
tie carpet to keep the baby from getting
them. Nurse" said Nellie as her
stock of pennies increased, 'do you
know what am going to do when Ihave
Elk cents1" mo" answered nurse. II
am going to buy a paper Of pins and
scatter them over the floor, and then
pick them up," answered. the Young
fnancier, who wac barely fvs years old.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
A Good Feature.

sardonicus, Jr., (who is lovingly ca
ressing the down on his upper lip)--
"What do you think Of my mustache,
pat"
sardonicus, sr.--"There is one par
ticularly good feature about it,"
"And what is that, its color7'
"No, it is that you can neglect shaw
ing for month, and none but close
observer would notice itp'-[Detroit
Free Press.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
SAVANNAH GA. SATURDAY, JUNE H. 1887

found the jolliest little letter from
"Yan," encouraging him, and nerving
him on to the struggle for honor, glory,
and right. Aud at night, hot tears
from battle strained eyes cleaned in the
red-lght of the bivouac, as they fell upon
the tracery of ''Yan's' magic pen.
By and by soldier-boy came home
and claimed cyan" as his own forever
When, on the eve of their parting she
had kissed him good-by, and tied knots
of bright hair-ribbon to his smooth
drum-sticks, she whispered a promise
which she intended to keep, and when
he came gave herself to him in simple
trustfulness. She might have done bet
ter, they said. He was wild and un-
steady, loved an occasional dram, and
lacked self-control, but cyan" was true,
faithful through all--separation, intern
perance and ill-usage They cruelty
told her that her baby boy was his
fathers son in all respects and traits of
character. That he would inherit his
tastes and depravity, and for his fathers
sake they disliked him and were cold
with the innocent child. Helpless, ly-
ing in his cradle, With his big wonder
ing blue eyes turned upoa world that
seemed to begrudge him the
air he breathed, he was visited
with the sins of his father
but proud, faithful, and loving, she
threw up her shield of motherhood, AND
protested hira from the buGets of
the world. a true wife aad mother
through ala strange future for TOM
boy. Year by year SORROWS came; death,
disappointment, all tho anguish of q
life tinpe. The brown tresses were be-
ginning to thread with gray, her eyes
softened, and grew sad, her laugh and
her song departed. But in her sweet
face there is still shadow of the Cyan"
of old, it is said, strange mixture of
the pa8t amd present She is the patron
saint of children, and they come to her
with all their troubles, dis&ppointments,
and joys Who bat this patient, sweet
f&ced little woman could devise such
wonderful amusements2 Who would
enter more heartily into the spirit of
their child lives2 She forgcs golden
chain of love and sympathy, binding
them to her. She conqueFs their
passions with touch and
word. She banishes her pain with
kiss, and brings the sailing rainbow
through the storm of tears, with such
wonderful skill that mothers stand
amazed at her art. A strange mission,
surely, for tomboy, who knew naught
but fun and frolic, who thought life
summers day, and time a nero dream.
Yesterday an elfn sprite--to-day a
saint
"Mother mine" says the blue-eyed,
fair-haired boy, telling her of some new
honor he has achieved, "all that I am,
you have made me. Mother love has
been my inspiration to gain your smile
of approval, my highest aim. How shall
l reward your
GA mothers reward should be a
child's love and pride. ask no more"
murmurs cyan" softly, as he smoothes
her brown-gray hair. -[Franklyn W.
Lee, in the Current.
Loves Labor Lost.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11

The Anna E. J. Morse of Portsmouth
was struck by fierce northeasters of
New Point the other night, and Skipper
Lansl at once made harbOr. He anchor
ed with his sheet anchor, paying out 100
fathoms of chain. A second anchor was
dropped, and 70 fathoms were given 1t.
The schooner's Juggling at her moorings
parted the last chain at the hawse pipe
and left Captain Lansil to reflect that
his freight money would have to pay
tribute toreplace theloss, which amount
ed to about $500. On Sunday morning
ne began heaving in his only anchor.
When it came in sight, hanging to one
OF the hukes was chain, which proved
to belong to the seventy-fye fathoms
lost the night before. A man was order
ed over the bow, line was made fast to
the missing chain, and soon the lost an
Choir was at the csthead.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11

Omaha Dame-Ot all thingsl Mr..
Blank, the dry goods man, has bought
that beautiful house across the way.
Omaha Mantle can well afford to.
He is worth million.
"Why, who left it to himi"
Nobody. lie made it in his bust
ness"
II don't see how. He's always selling
goods below cost"
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
YAM"

She was tomboy. So the neighbors
said, and our neighbors are always
models of wisdom, and authorities on
neighbour God subjects. AS they stood
on their old-fashioned Dutch stoops in
crowded Gotham, and watched her as
she danced here and there like a sun
beam, the merriest of her crowd of old
fashioned little playmates, they said shs
was tomboy. A wee girl Of Mae,
brighter than girls usually are at thai
age, with the Unborn fun-loving nature
seen in every action of her 1.-THE, grace
full form; in the mischievous snap of her
large blue eyes; in the tossing of her
sun-glinted, brown locks; and soul in
her rollicking light-hearted laugh. She
had, in an evil hour, been naaed Mary
Ann, after stsNd old spinster aunt,
whom none but her grandmother seemed
to distinctly recollect. No one liked
the name, and, resenting the ancient
DANES want Of taste in the selection of
suitable name for pretty, modern
child, they dubbed her Molly or May, in
vain attempt to give the name some
attractiveness; but the grandmother,
tacitly feared by all, insisted upon the
adoption of the entire name, unchanged.
But who would have thought of apply
ing the dignity of such name to girl
who climbed trees, leaped over fences,
played marbles, and skated here and
there with the boys? And so, by de-
grees, the name fell into disuse, and was
gradually corrupted until she was known
everywhere as cyan"
A tomboy, the neighbors said, as they
uplifted hands and eyes in righteous
horror at each new prank and fresh new
freak of this winsome little fairy. No,
not tomboy. Only "a child, with all
the sprightliness of youth, enjoying
Gods sunshine in freedom, before the
darker days come to shackle her with
sorrow and care, and shut out the sun
light with clouds of adversely. As she
grew older, her womanly qualities de-
veloped. Who was as neat and quick
as "Yan2' Who else could conjure up
such interesting pastimesl Who else
was as handy with a needle2 Who so
gentle and kindly a nurse2 Not even
the mother, who. eyed beyond her years,
too stern and uubending for mother,
grew away from her children from their
birth. The children took naturally to
cyan" until the entire care of baby
brothers and sisters devolved upon her,
and her marvellous housewifely accom-
plishments, SO rare in these days, wore
the talk of the neighborhood. She was
still tomboy to the neighbors, for, when
household cares were ended, she was
the gayest Of the youthful circle; tire
less graceful dancer of the "Esmer-
aida" "Varsouvienne, and others
OF those old dances of
the days gone by; her laugh the mer-
REST, her song the sweetest. Then the
war came. Down there in the wilds Of
Virginia on the battlefield of Pennsyl-
yania and Maryland, many blue-coated
hero blessed the brown-haired little
tomboy in the great northern metropolis.
She was the busiest worker in the sew
ing circle; and upon thrusting his grimy
hand into a stocking sent in one of those
wonderful boxes packed and sent by the
northern girls many boy in blue
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
A Close Student.

Little Dot--What does Mr.. Nicefel-
low 60 to your house so often for9
Little Dick-He wants to marry Nell.
SIS they engagedW
ono"
'Did he say he wanted to marry
herr
''No."
"Then how do you know he doesi'
"Ohl He acts so like a fool. -
[omaha World.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
Ten Things q Baby Can DO.

1t can beat any ALARM clock ever in
vented, waking family up in the morn
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11
GREEN GROCERY.
HENRY FIELDS
THE OLD RELIABLE
GREEN GROCER

UTOULD inform his friends and the
w public that he still holds the fort
his old stand corner South Broad and
East Boundry streets, where he keeps on
hand constantly, full supply Of fresh
Beef, Veal, Mutton. Pork, Fish, Poultry,
Eggs, Game and all kinds of Vegetables.
Prices reasonable-tO suit the times.
Goods delivered if desired.
The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1887-06-11

Do the truth you know. and you shall
learn the truth you need to know.
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1887-02-23

MOTHER" to Mrs. Martin, who had
come limping in upon her cruJch, "it's
grandmother's money, put there ten
good years agol"
1t was true. The stone Jug, lying al
most at the top of the debris, had
kept its treasure dry and safe; and
here, ten years after the old lady was
dead and entombed, her secret hoard
always intended for Matilda had
come to light.
A thousand dollars. Not great
sum, perhaps, but wealth to these
primitive people. And Rufus Burton,
who had married g. pretty shrew and
just failed in the grocery business,
groaned over "what might have been,"
and Alva Dean kissed his wife, and
blessed God in his heart, and Farmer
Martin chuckled at his ancient help
meet, and remarked, with something
of his old waggishness:
fThat house cleanin' of yours like
to cost ye g. thousand dollars, Het-
ty"
While Matilda said, softly:
"Heaven bless the dear old grand
mOtherr'
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1887-02-23
When Sheridan Lost His Courage.
From the New York World.


Not long since, at q dinner given in
New York, Gen. Phil. Sheridan related
an incident that befell him while caiI-
ing on the young lady who is the pres.
emit Mrs. Sheridan. Gen. Sheridan fell
in love in Chicago, after che war.
sit was a warm summer evening""
Sheridan began, "and upon my arriv-
al at the house the young lady and
myself retired to the back parlor. The
front parlor opened into the hall, and
as the night was warm, you know, we
did not think it necessary to light the
gas in the back room. Now, this young
lady's father had burglar. alarms all
over the house. When I got up to
leave the young lady accompanied me
to the door, and in fumbling around
for the door-knob, I set off the burg
lar-alarm. 1t sounded like the explo-
sion of g. keg of dynamite. A mo-
ment later the father of the young
lady appeared at the head of the stairs
in his night-dress. holding a light in
one hand and large pistol In the
other. At this apparition the young
lady deserted me and fled into the
darkness. My position was positively
dangerous. trembled all over with
fear and scarcely mustered up voice
enough to say: Don't shoot; it's me-
Fortunately he recognized my voice
and came down and let me out.
"Now, you know, gentlemen" he
concluded, "if the young lady had
stood by me there would have been no
danger. but she didn't, you know, and
my position was rather awkward be-
fore was recognized. One might die
on the field of battle without regret,
but Ishould hate to be shot as a mid
night marauder. I only tell the story
because it actually took place as I
have said, and to show that there are
times when we may all lose our cour-
age"
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1887-02-23

lar. Again, the profit on a. crop de-
ponds more upon the seed, manure
and labor used, than upon the value
OF the land; we may so use the land
that it will return no profit. II we
own the land, the land, seed and
manurerepresent our capital invested;
and the profit represents the percent
age made upon the capital. If we hire
the land, our capital is represented by
seed and manure only, therefore the
rent represents that share of the
profit which belongs to the owner of
the land, and should be deducted from
the profit and not added to the cost.
If money is borrowed to purchase seed
and manure, it is clear we have no
capital, and therefore no profit. 1
there does appear profit, it is false;
it is not profit but wages. Here is the
cause of hard times among tenant
farmers. They do not consider
enough the relation between capital,
wages and profit.-E. W., in Practical
Farmer.
Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1887-02-23
Washington's Whispering Stones
From the Baltimore American.

From the Baltimore American.
Among the first curiosities shown
the visitors to the capitol are the
whispering stones in the statuary hall
which used to be the old house of rep
resentatives. There are several sets
of these stones, and a person stand
ing on one can hear g. second person
whisper, if that person is on the cor
responding stone on the other side Of
the hall. One of the most curious of
these stones is the long distance one.
The stone is near the north door of the
hall, while the person who talks must
stand on the threshold of the doorway
of the south entrance some 20 feet
away. Anyone standing on the stone
near the north door can hear the fa-
miliar whispers uttered on the door
steps of the south door. The other
day bride and groom were among
the visitors. They were from New
York and one of the groom's friends
was showing them around. Ofcourse,
he was explaining the whispering
stones to them. The bride was on
the north stone and the friend stood
upon the steps of the south door.
He was whispering TO her several lit
tie things of interest about the hall.
She had her back toward him. Apage
from the House came along,and got in
terested in the conversation. Sudden
~ he thought he too, would talk to
the bride. and when the friend stopped
for an instant the page said:
"Say, old girl, how old are you, any
how?"
AS quick as lightning the bride
hoped off the whispering stone. Her
face was crimson with bushes, and
she took her husbands arm and
walked off. The friend had heard the
pages remark, and saw it's result, but
before he could grab the boy, the
naughty page had fed. He followed
his friend and his young bride, and
tried his best to explain matters, but
somehow the bride doubted his
story